586: Chapter 586 Liu Xuan'er's Plea

"Husband..."

She choked up as she called to him, her heart full of heartache and attachment, wishing she could soothe away all the suffering he had endured in the past.

Situ Jun gently placed her feet on the soft couch, then stood up and sat down beside her. He reached out and tenderly took her into his arms, his fingertips softly wiping away the tear stains on her face as he comforted her in a warm voice:

"Do not cry; it is all in the past now. Now that you are safely by my side and the Northern Border is at peace, I am truly content."

Liu Xuaner leaned into his warm embrace, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. The bitterness in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by an overflowing sense of warmth and peace.

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered and the shadows danced. The warm light reflected in Situ Jun's deep eyes, breaking into a sky full of tender starlight, filled with deep affection and longing for Liu Xuaner.

After embracing in silence for a long time, Situ Jun finally spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of reluctance and an even greater sense of helpless solemnity:

"Xuaner, the passage to the Ascension Realm will open in a few days. I will be departing soon, leaving the Northern Border. Once I go, we will be separated for a thousand years."

This single sentence caused the emotions Liu Xuaner had just calmed to surge again. Tears fell uncontrollably, wetting his robes.

"During the days I am away, you must Cultivate diligently and take good care of yourself. Do not let yourself suffer any grievances."

Situ Jun tightly held her hand, his palm warm and strong, giving her endless strength.

Liu Xuaner nodded vigorously, her tears dripping onto the back of his hand and spreading into small wet marks as she promised through her sobs:

"I promise you, I will definitely Cultivate well and protect myself. A thousand years from now, I will surely step into the Ascension Realm to find you."

Situ Jun pulled her tightly into his arms, his hold both gentle and firm.

Liu Xuaner buried herself in his chest, reaching out to tightly wrap her arms around his waist. She pressed her face deep against his heart, listening to his steady heartbeat, her heart filled with reluctance and attachment.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, its clear radiance spilling over the ground and gently enveloping the entire courtyard.

Inside the room, the candlelight was warm. The two sat together in an embrace, reminiscing about past events. The light and shadows stretched their two figures, intertwining them closely in a tender and inseparable bond.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Xuaner slowly lifted her head from his embrace, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shimmering with an inseparable tenderness.

She looked up at him, her voice as soft as a whisper, carrying her heart's expectations:

"Husband, tonight... stay here with me, alright?"

Situ Jun lowered his head, his gaze fixed deeply upon her, so tender it could melt a person:

"Alright."

He leaned down and gently picked her up in his arms.

Liu Xuaner gave a soft cry of surprise and quickly reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, burying her burning cheeks in the crook of his neck. Her ears were bright red, her heart filled with shyness and sweetness.

Strands of hair tangled on his shoulder, and her crimson sleeves intertwined with his black casual robes, sketching a scene of gentleness in the room.

Situ Jun carried her, walking slowly toward the bed. The candlelight flickered, and the brocade curtains fell gently, completely enveloping the room's tenderness and affection within.

The night grew deep, and their affection lingered.

This night, there were no grand oaths or earth-shattering confessions, only a gentle, steady stream of tenderness and a bone-deep cherishing of one another.

The candlelight flickered on and off, casting hazy shadows within the curtains. Situ Jun lowered his head, tenderly kissing away the tear stains on her face—from her curved brows to her soft lips, and then to the delicate side of her neck. Each kiss was slow and solemn, hiding his heart's reluctance and deep love.

Liu Xuaner nestled in his arms, her eyes slightly cast down and her long lashes trembling. Her body and mind turned into a pool of gentle spring water, allowing him to wrap her tightly. Her heart and eyes were filled only with the person before her, even her breath tinged with a gentle warmth.

"Husband..."

She murmured softly, her voice soft and lingering, carrying a hint of attachment and affection.

"Mhm," Situ Jun responded softly, his fingertips gently brushing through her loose, long hair.

"The thousand-year pact—I will never break it. I will definitely go to find you."

Situ Jun lowered his head and placed a gentle yet solemn kiss on her slightly cool lips, his voice firm and full of promise:

"Good. I will be in the Ascension Realm, waiting for you to keep our pact."

The night breeze drifted through the window lattice, gently lifting the corner of the curtains and bringing the faint fragrance of the courtyard's begonias into the room.

The candlelight danced, casting their overlapping shadows onto the brocade curtains—tender, affectionate, and inseparable.

Liu Xuaner's long hair spread across the brocade couch, intertwining with his ink-black strands, just like the inextricable feelings of their lives.

Until the heavy sound of the third watch clapper pierced the night, the candlelight that had flickered for half the night finally exhausted its oil. The flame trembled a few times, turned into a wisp of light smoke, and was completely extinguished.

The room was silent, save for the two who still held each other tightly in deep affection.

Liu Xuaner curled up in Situ Jun's arms, the unique, clear Spiritual Qi from his body lingering around her nose. Her breathing was soft and long, and a faint, lingering weariness remained between her brows.

The tear stains on her cheeks had long been dried by the night breeze, leaving only a faint crimson flush on her fair skin. Her delicate appearance evoked infinite pity.

Situ Jun gazed down at the person in his arms, his fingertips cautiously brushing away the soft, stray hairs on her forehead that were dampened by sweat. His gaze was so tender it seemed capable of pouring out all the moonlight and brilliant starlight in the sky.

Yet deep in his eyes, there was an unspeakable bitterness and longing for the upcoming departure.

In two months, he would be heading far away to the Ascension Realm. This journey would be long and the immortal path vast; he did not know when he would be able to stay with his beloved again. Every moment of their embrace felt incredibly precious.

The night was as dark as ink, adorned with a brilliant, shimmering river of stars.

The bright moonlight filtered through the carved window frames, gently spilling onto the Cloud Brocade rug with its intricate cloud patterns on the floor of the bedchamber, casting a layer of clear radiance that outlined the embracing figures in a way that was both tender and lonely.

They embraced in such silence for an unknown amount of time.

Liu Xuaner gently turned over in his arms to face Situ Jun. Her pale, slender fingertips lightly pinched a lock of his ink-black hair that fell over his shoulder, her thumb slowly stroking the smooth strands.

There was a hint of gentle contemplation between her brows, and her gaze shifted as if she had made a decision. She suddenly looked up, her almond eyes glistening like water, her voice as soft as the evening breeze brushing through weeping willows as it fell beside Situ Jun's ear:

"Husband, I have a matter I wish to discuss with you in detail."

Situ Jun's fingertips tightened slightly as he reached out to steadily hold her soft shoulder. A gentle smile touched the corners of his lips, and he responded in a low, soft voice:

"Whatever it is, Xuaner, just say it. I am listening."

Liu Xuaner's gaze shifted slightly as she looked steadily at Situ Jun, speaking in a calm and serious tone:

"Cui Zhu and Chun Hua have been by my side for ten years, ever since I married into this City Lord's Manor and moved into this bedchamber. Over these years, they have taken meticulous care of me, handling everything perfectly. No matter the circumstances, they have never left me; they are the people closest to me."

She paused, her tone full of pity as she continued:

"They are both innocent and kind-hearted girls, but unfortunately, they were born into the Mortal World. They naturally have no Spiritual Root and no chance to touch the immortal path. They can only be trapped in the Mortal World for their entire lives, allowing the years to waste away until their black hair turns to white, eventually returning to the dust one day without achieving immortality. Every time I think of this, I feel unbearable pity in my heart."

Situ Jun listened quietly without saying a word, but his gaze narrowed slightly, as if he had already guessed what she was going to say next.